The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Five months later.

Xu He put on her favorite dress, regardless of the current weather outside City A, which was more than ten degrees below zero. She put on light makeup and smiled, looking youthful and beautiful.

The policeman who was waiting for the food delivery at the door couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's a pity. I heard that he was still a college student and was deceived by a scumbag. He couldn't think of it and killed someone.

But killing is killing. No matter how legitimate the reason is, no one has the right to be the judge and decide the life and death of others. If lynchings are all carried out, what need is there for the law?

Lunch time came, and the food was especially rich, and they were all her favorites. A portion of sweet and sour short ribs was not as soft as the ones stewed in the school cafeteria. A portion of scrambled eggs with tomatoes did not have the same taste as those made by her mother. The rice was not bad, but Soft but not hard, the taste is moderate.

Once upon a time, this was a delicacy that she could only eat once a month. Later, in a few months of revelry, she had eaten countless good things, but now that it was here, she still only missed this one bite.

If I knew today, why bother?

Today was the day of her execution. The Xu family's parents, who had been waiting outside the detention center for a long time, quickly gathered around after getting permission. They brought their children's favorite meal. Unfortunately, according to the regulations, they could only meet each other and not send food. Prevent accidents from happening.

Xu He looked calm and even had a little smile on his face: "Dad, Mom, don't cry and take care of yourself. I am a murderer. I plead guilty and I will obey the law. I am sorry for you. From now on, you will treat me as someone who is not like me." Daughter." She tried hard to control it and never let her tears fall.

The debt of upbringing she owes will be repaid in her next life. She suddenly fell to her knees, but was picked up by the bailiff and escorted to the prison car.

She didn't look back, she didn't shed tears, she just smiled and was ready to meet the end of her life.

After being identified, gunfire rang out and she fell to the ground.

When he opened his eyes again, Xu He was stunned for a long time when he saw Kong Qianyu's face. What happened? Shouldn't she be dead? Why do I still see people I know?

"Hey, wake up, do you still recognize who I am?" I don't know if there is anything wrong with the medicine Xuan Qing made. Don't make Xu He stupid after eating it. He has been staring at me for five minutes, even his eyes. Not blinking.

"Why am I not dead?" Xu He pinched himself quietly, feeling pain, and then asked hoarsely.

Naturally, he doesn't want innocent people to die in vain.

Killing someone yourself is two different things from wanting to kill someone. No matter how much Xu He wanted He Jiuzhang to die in her heart, she didn't do it after all. She was just a poor person being used by evil spirits.

The Xuanmen Alliance still remembered Kong Qianyu's righteousness in helping her in the competition, and tried their best to help her in this matter.

In addition to Xu He being found innocent, a nationwide investigation revealed many similar cases, and those who should have been released were released, such as Liu Chuanwei before.

Only Xu He is in the most trouble. The He family is very concerned, and they are rich and powerful. It is almost impossible to persuade them. You can't talk about ghosts and ghosts in broad daylight, right?

Therefore, faking death to escape is the best way to get the best of both worlds. The only regret is that Xu He will no longer be Xu He. She will have a clean new identity. From then on, throughout her life, she will not be able to step back into her previous life. social circle.

He can neither go back to school nor contact his parents, nor can he continue to stay in city A.

It turns out that the only thing worse than farewell is death. The more Xu He listened, the lower his mood became. He was not excited at all about being rescued.

With a dry thank you, she left and no one saw her again. As for whether she contacted her parents again, as long as the He family didn't investigate further, no one else would care.

When Xue Wuwei came to the door, the brother and sister were so happy that they had nothing to do. They hid in the Taoist temple and drank, each of them holding a roast chicken and gnawing happily. “Hey, ancestors, you’re going to eat, you’re going to play, you’re going to have some fun, can you answer the phone?”

There were at least twenty wine bottles piled at Kong Qianyu's feet. Xue Wuwei picked up one and looked at it, oh~

Good guy, the specialty of the prairie stuns the donkey, it’s over 70 degrees! He couldn't get up after drinking one bottle. They drank these two people completely as water, and they were not even drunk at all!

"What are you doing here?" The peaceful days were so comfortable that Kong Qianyu didn't want to think about any bad things.

Sure enough, the next second the man carefully put down the empty wine bottle and smiled flatteringly: "Fellow Daoist Kong, the northwest of our country is so beautiful. The desert is so lonely and the sun is setting over the long river. Don't you want to go and see it?"

"I don't want to." In their world, she saw a lot of beautiful scenery. Just standing on the highest peak of the sect, with the sea of ​​clouds beside her, she didn't know how to defeat this world hundreds of times in an instant.

It's not as comfortable as lying down. As long as the senior brothers and sisters are doing nothing, going home will not be on the agenda. Xuan Qing obviously thinks so too. A master cannot teach two kinds of apprentices.

"You can make money, boss." Xue Wuwei took a look at the Taoist temple, which has been under construction recently. The leaky roof has been completely repaired, and even the exterior walls have been painted with new paint. The red walls and green tiles are so beautiful.

But it didn't move at all on the inside. Xue Wuwei knew Kong Qianyu well and knew that she was not a quitter. It was probably because she had no money in her pocket.

Kong Qianyu paused while he was drinking, and even Xuan Qing's sound of gnawing chicken wings became quieter, as if she was waiting for his next words.

"F City in the northwest. I went there five years ago. I encountered a few ineffective zombies and caught them. This time, it was Yuan Junguan who saw them - oh, you met them during the last competition. , and saved their lives.”

"Tell me the important point." Kong Qianyu threw down another empty bottle.

"The two brothers accepted a guardian mission and accompanied the archaeologists to the ancient tomb. As a result, they lost contact shortly after entering. From the analysis of the video sent back at the end, it is likely that there are zombies who have become weapons in the ancient tomb, so The Archaeological Research Institute, which has dispatched personnel, wants to summon the Taoist elites to rescue them, and give one million to each one they rescue."

Kong Qianyu was moved when he heard the price.

Who knows that this shabby Taoist temple is a serious century-old building, and it turns out that it is so expensive to build an ancient building! She threw down all the money in her hand and it was gone without even a splash.

Now the two of them live by the five hexagrams every day, which is so miserable.

"When will we set off?" Kong Qianyu clapped his hands and stood up. Xue Wuwei almost lost his breath because of the smell of alcohol. But seeing that the boss's eyes were clear and clear, he didn't look like he was drunk. He couldn't help but praise in his heart: Great You are indeed a boss, there are so many!

"Naturally the sooner the better."

"Let's go then." Kong Qianyu said hello to the main hall: "I am on a business trip. I will teach you at home. Don't forget to burn incense for the ancestor."

There was no one in the main hall. When Xue Wuwei looked over, only the statue of the Patriarch stood with benevolent eyebrows.

"Who are you talking to?" He turned around and looked at Xuan Qing, who had followed Kong Qianyu and was competing with chicken thighs. It seemed that he knew that they were the only ones in Xuanqing Temple.

On the wall of the main hall, where the statues of past contemporaries should have been hung, there was a spot left empty and replaced with a piece of yellow paper. The yellow paper shook slightly, as if in response to Kong Qianyu.

(End of this chapter)